There's some rustling through the door as Yuri composes herself enough to answer the knock. Even that feels like a chore, the weight of each motion, each step feels as heavy as lead. Finally she opens the door, her face red and swollen, head bowed. She sees Huaisang's robes first and takes them in with some confusion, then tilts her head up to meet his eyes. ]
... Hello, my lord. Did you need me for something?
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There's some rustling through the door as Yuri composes herself enough to answer the knock. Even that feels like a chore, the weight of each motion, each step feels as heavy as lead. Finally she opens the door, her face red and swollen, head bowed. She sees Huaisang's robes first and takes them in with some confusion, then tilts her head up to meet his eyes. ]
... Hello, my lord. Did you need me for something?